G Perico, BlocBoi Fame - Long Year lyrics
[G Perico, BlocBoi Fame - Long Year lyrics]
G, you done already flooded these niggas out
Man now I guess it's time to let
The hurricane rain on 'em
While you tango all the way
To the motherfuckin' bank
'Cause you know, the only way to
Progress is to trust the process
It's Village Boo
It's gon' be a cold summer
It's gon' be a long year
With all these young niggas startin' war
It's gon' be some more
Niggas getting killed
They say you ain't a real
One 'til you kill somethin'
'Til you chip somethin'
'til you make a million
Walk in this bitch with my mask on
Can't be identified if I
Wanna blam somethin' hahaha
Said, "Whеre you from?" All
You heard was, "Blah, Blah"
Pop go the wеasel we don't give a fuck if
You out with your people
If we don't get you, you gon' die anyway
That's how that shit go on my side in LA
Had four hundred cash rubberband on my sofa
Took a pic for the gram but
I still ain't post it i'm broke baby
South Central ain't been no joke lately
But I like it like this
I put the gang on the wall
And I strike it like this
IN-C-L-IC-C, don't facetime me while I'm
Out in the street
I gotta keep my head on a swivel
It's a purge in the city
You ain't heard? They'll kill you
Murder games goin' on
Six years in and a hurricane goin' strong
I can't stop, five hundred grand a month
Thirty grand a stop
A million on the block I own Broadway boxin'
They said I had it wrong
I'm tryna see what they was watchin'
Tango, tango, tango, tango
Tango, tango, tango, Tango
Yeah, it's a lot on my plate
Young nigga gotta carry all this weight
Now the crib got a gate
I don't sell real estate but I
Could put you in your place
Let's get it straight
Lotta niggas that I fed actin'
Like they never ate
You ungrateful ass niggas
If you don't knock it off
Better use your head 'fore I knock it off
Ayy, big bossin'
Big checks in the mail when I'm talkin'
Ayy, fly shit I do often
I'ma be like this until they
Put me in a coffin
We could talk business when you
Pull up to the office
I'm still independent
I been turnin' down offers
Big chops, ain't no tellin' what it cost us
They killin' in the city so
You gotta move cautious this LA
Niggas runnin' 'round with guns like GTA
Everybody gotta die, this could be your day
I don't know about y'all
But we don't play
If they ain't from two up
Gang then they ain't straight
You ain't tryna elevate
Then you just in the way
And we ain't got all day
Get your head in the game
'fore you fumble the play
Ayy, I'm Blocboi Fame
Put some respect on my motherfuckin' name
Ayy, you know what I claim
Commander and the chief of the two wheel gang
Ayy, I'm Blocboi Fame i'm the OG
I give you lil' niggas all the game
And no, we not the same
When I die they gone put a
Nigga in the hall of fame
That's where I would assume you put
Man now I guess it's time to let
The hurricane rain on 'em
While you tango all the way
To the motherfuckin' bank
'Cause you know, the only way to
Progress is to trust the process
It's Village Boo
It's gon' be a cold summer
It's gon' be a long year
With all these young niggas startin' war
It's gon' be some more
Niggas getting killed
They say you ain't a real
One 'til you kill somethin'
'Til you chip somethin'
'til you make a million
Walk in this bitch with my mask on
Can't be identified if I
Wanna blam somethin' hahaha
Said, "Whеre you from?" All
You heard was, "Blah, Blah"
Pop go the wеasel we don't give a fuck if
You out with your people
If we don't get you, you gon' die anyway
That's how that shit go on my side in LA
Had four hundred cash rubberband on my sofa
Took a pic for the gram but
I still ain't post it i'm broke baby
South Central ain't been no joke lately
But I like it like this
I put the gang on the wall
And I strike it like this
IN-C-L-IC-C, don't facetime me while I'm
Out in the street
I gotta keep my head on a swivel
It's a purge in the city
You ain't heard? They'll kill you
Murder games goin' on
Six years in and a hurricane goin' strong
I can't stop, five hundred grand a month
Thirty grand a stop
A million on the block I own Broadway boxin'
They said I had it wrong
I'm tryna see what they was watchin'
Tango, tango, tango, tango
Tango, tango, tango, Tango
Yeah, it's a lot on my plate
Young nigga gotta carry all this weight
Now the crib got a gate
I don't sell real estate but I
Could put you in your place
Let's get it straight
Lotta niggas that I fed actin'
Like they never ate
You ungrateful ass niggas
If you don't knock it off
Better use your head 'fore I knock it off
Ayy, big bossin'
Big checks in the mail when I'm talkin'
Ayy, fly shit I do often
I'ma be like this until they
Put me in a coffin
We could talk business when you
Pull up to the office
I'm still independent
I been turnin' down offers
Big chops, ain't no tellin' what it cost us
They killin' in the city so
You gotta move cautious this LA
Niggas runnin' 'round with guns like GTA
Everybody gotta die, this could be your day
I don't know about y'all
But we don't play
If they ain't from two up
Gang then they ain't straight
You ain't tryna elevate
Then you just in the way
And we ain't got all day
Get your head in the game
'fore you fumble the play
Ayy, I'm Blocboi Fame
Put some respect on my motherfuckin' name
Ayy, you know what I claim
Commander and the chief of the two wheel gang
Ayy, I'm Blocboi Fame i'm the OG
I give you lil' niggas all the game
And no, we not the same
When I die they gone put a
Nigga in the hall of fame
That's where I would assume you put